Splendid peasant girl

Chapter 1262 The Not So Serious Emperor

He was really depressed, and his father really wanted to kill him.

However, who told him to be so short-mouthed and call her a maidservant?
Really... I set myself a trap!

The woman next to her kept silent, buried her head very low, as if she was trying to reduce her sense of existence, which made Ling Qingfeng, who was already a little depressed, even more unhappy.

It's all my father's poisonous tongue!

"Sorry, I caused you trouble just now!"

After a brief silence, the girl's Youyou's voice was exchanged.

Ling Mohan's body trembled slightly, his gaze turned to her petite figure, his eyes dimmed slightly,
"It's me who should say I'm sorry! I just... just said it casually, nothing else!"

"I know, you don't have to blame yourself, young master. When I was with young master, I said that I would like to do it back then and serve young master for the rest of my life!"

"You don't have to be a cow or a horse!"

Ling Qingfeng suddenly increased his voice, Yu Mingzhu looked up in astonishment, and looked at him in disbelief.

Ling Qingfeng turned his face away quickly, and said lightly, "Don't think too much, hurry up, go to Chiyan Kingdom!"

"Ok!"

Yu Mingzhu responded in a low voice, her bright eyes looked at Yuwen Liuyun's carriage from time to time.

She was really nervous, never thought that the emperor of Chiyan Kingdom would go with her?
But here, they are all dignitaries, high-ranking regents, princesses, princes, little princesses...

She took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm.

The sound of the carriage on the side is so soft and comfortable, which makes people feel relaxed. Maybe it's because they follow so many people, so they won't be in danger again!

She looked at the young man with his eyes closed and meditating again, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, then closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Behind, Yuwen Liuyun stretched out his hand to beckon, and a hidden guard came to his side: "My lord, is there something wrong?"

"Go and investigate who is attacking Ling Qingfeng! As soon as there is news, report it immediately!"

"Yes, your subordinates obey!"

The black shadow disappeared, and Yuwen Liuyun lay back on the soft couch with deep eyes.

Ling Anle crawled over slowly, sat down on his lap, wrapped his small hands around his neck: "Ayun, don't worry, my brother just said it casually, I know you won't harm my brother!"

"fun!"

"what?"

"Actually..." Yuwen Liuyun's deep eyes were locked on her fragile little face, and a look of pain flashed in her eyes, "I took you to Chiyan Kingdom because of your father's company, Otherwise, I really wouldn't dare!"

"For...why?"

"Chiyan Kingdom is not as peaceful as you imagined. My uncle and some ministers in the court are all eyeing the throne. But I am just a puppet emperor."

"what?"

Ling Anle was dumbfounded.

Yuwen Liuyun looked at her dazed look, smiled lowly, and reached out to gently stroke her little furry head: "Don't worry, I did it on purpose, because I have no intention of the throne. The royal family has no family affection, no matter what Wherever it is, it’s the same! The reason why I’m still the emperor is because my mother won it for me, and if I’m not good, I just throw it away.”

Ling Anle nodded her head. She knew that Yuwen Liuyun was actually a very affectionate person. His mother left, but he was unwilling to give up what she left behind!
"If I want to be the emperor, will I let those ministers and uncles do whatever they want?"

(End of this chapter)